1. The Island, Chapter 39


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Males / Females, Masturbation, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    some internal decision. Grasping Peter’s hand, she began pulling him to shore. “Come on Peter, I want to talk to you about something.” He let her pull him through the water, her devoted slave after what she had done to him. Somehow I didn’t think she wanted to talk. I thought she wanted to rejuvenate his wang and get it into her a soon as possible. Reluctantly I pulled my finger out of Alison’s vagina, causing her to voice a small “oh” of disappointment. “Juhee!” I called out, and she turned to me. I crooked a finger to beckon her over, and she came reluctantly. I whispered in her ear so as not to embarrass her, “If you are planning what I think you’re planning, make sure you get a condom from Joelle or Janie.” She looked at me skeptically, then whispered back to me, “I don’t need to. I can just go back in the water and wash it out. Then I can’t get pregnant.” “You don’t know what you’re talking about, girl. That’s complete bullshit.” She looked shocked. “Promise me you’ll use protection?” She bit her lip and nodded, and I let her drag her fortunate victim off into the woods for some fun. I glanced at Sharon and Jill, who were deep in conversation about something, presumably jacking off guys, while apparently still masturbating. They hadn’t caught any of the exchange. John was still beating his meat, half turned away so he could yank on it a little harder. Alison was the only one close enough to have heard, and she was staring at me fixedly. “What?” I whispered to her ...
    bemusedly. “Those two are gonna go fuck, aren’t they?” she said into my ear. “Yeah.” “Why don’t you take me into the woods, too. You’ve really got me worked up and I want you so bad right now.” Her hand strayed to my cock, which was now semi-erect after the story of the Great Beat-Off. And there was my quandary. I was still sore and depleted from flying the friendly thighs of the two stewardesses and not sure if I could perform yet, and I didn’t want to disappoint her and embarrass myself. But she was so hot and obviously ready, it was hard to say no and disappoint her that way either. What’s a guy to do? Spying John out of the corner of my eye, I had an epiphany. He needed to get off; Alison needed to get off; it was perfect. “I don’t think I can right now, honey,” I said reluctantly. “But I think John is ready to go.” I pointed my chin at him. She glanced to her left, and quickly figured out what he was doing, the knowledge bringing a smile to her freckled face. She looked back at me. “Does he even know what to do with a girl?” “Trust me, he knows. He may surprise you.” She looked at him with a calculating expression, then back to me. “If you say so. Maybe another time?” “Definitely, my little strawberry cupcake.” She grinned at that. “Are you still taking the pill?” “Yep. Just a few left, though. See you later!” She gave me a peck on the cheek, and tapped John on the shoulder. “What!?” he squawked, jumping violently. “I’ve got something better than your hand for that,” I heard ...
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